Yeah…
Drip in code, breathe in static.
Ultraviolet mind, automatic.

Fell in a cold spiral, fingers froze,
Heartbeat switch before the logic knows.
Words can’t help when the rhythm glows,
I dream in ultraviolet flows.

Name the stars that move alone,
Draw my orbit, make it my zone.
Fake skin, fake past, still real tone —
Truth’s too loud when you’re on your own.

No rules, no time, no border,
I float where the void gets broader.
Out of range, out of order,
Silence cut deep like solder.

In my alien world — I breathe different air,
You can’t read me, don’t even dare.
In my alien world — feeling’s the code,
Evolution starts when my eyes close.

Rejected planet, still I bloom,
Only my pulse inside this room.
Orbit twists, my thoughts consume,
Skin vibrates like sonic fumes.

Not love — it’s chemistry raw,
Under my skin, that’s all I saw.
Translate me? Nah, you’ll fall,
I’m the glitch that rewrites law.

Decoded once — I’m gone,
I’m not code, I’m life reborn.
Every breath’s a new reform,
Static calm before the storm.

In my alien world — desire takes shape,
Can’t control me, I bend escape.
In my alien world — unknown voice call,
Every wall erased, I own it all.

Break it again, then link it back,
Kiss the void where the stars go black.
Stillness bends beneath my will,
Gravity hums — I’m standing still.

Gods forgotten, start to dance,
In the pulse, I take my chance.
No decode, I’m not a plan,
I’m not a question — I just am.

In my alien world — I don’t ask why,
I exist, I amplify.
In my alien world — nothing to prove,
I’m the planet — that’s the move.

In my alien world (Trap Rap reload)

The entire sound is in my hands. I write cyber poetry, produce, and compose every track ready for Immersive 3D. Every beat is crafted for spatial and next-gen headphones.
Intimate lyrics, total immersion, every track.

For 30 years I kept unfinished demos to myself, never letting them out. Now I finish what I start and release it the moment it’s alive.

I use every tool available — human or machine — as an instrument.
Technology doesn’t replace creativity. It expands it.

In my alien world (Trap Rap reload)

Terminalose